Free The Intriguing Billionaire Cowboy [Wives for the Western Billionaires 8] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) by Paige Cameron Page B

table, and sheathed his cock. Then Sam plunged into her supersensitive pussy. Her pussy walls rippled around him and her muscles from her legs up tightened as the wave of ecstasy released and shattered her into a thousand pieces of pleasure.
    Sam kept pumping into her faster and faster, and smaller waves rippled through her pussy. He shouted as he reached his climax and pushed deep against her womb.
    Sylvia held him close as his body shuddered and his heart pounded against her chest. He rolled, pulling her with him.
    Gradually their breathing slowed and the world around them came back into focus. “I love you, and I won’t let you get away. Somehow we’ll work through our differences.” He kissed her forehead.
    But her world was an opposite contrast to his. How could they ever meet in the middle? Was sex enough to hold them together?
     
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    Sam had driven her back to the cabin this morning. Gab was packed and had said good-bye. He was going to stay with his parents. Sylvia had the place to herself. She wandered from room to room and tried to picture living here like Graham had. How did he keep from going crazy? But he was a loner, and it suited him. She’d always liked action, people coming and going around her.
    Sylvia sat in a chair on the small porch. The fall leaves were a brilliant color, and she heard the chirps of numerous birds. Soon they’d be leaving to go south.
    This land did bring a sense of peace and relaxation. She tried to remember how’s she’d felt when she lived with Gina and their father. He’d been the first trustworthy person in her life. Actually, he and Gina were the only ones she’d ever been able to rely on.
    Before her mother married Dan Piercy, Sylvia’s life had been chaotic with frequent moves and several of her mother’s boyfriends passing through their lives. Then her mother married Dan. They settled down until her mother decided to divorce her stepfather. Thank goodness she’d left Sylvia and Gina with him.
    She’d graduated from school and gone off to college. There Sylvia had got caught up in the social life, heard about the job she later took, and never returned, except for short visits to see Dad.
    When Sam left her off this morning, he’d told her he’d come get her to go to his mother’s house tomorrow for the family gathering. He’d held her close, kissed her, and driven off in his truck.
    He was dependable, trustworthy, and he aroused her as no other man had. But was it enough? She glanced around the land. Could she be happy on a ranch? And more important, what kind of wife would she make? Sam deserved the best. She didn’t believe she met that qualification.

Chapter Eight
     
    Sam hated leaving Sylvia at the cabin. He feared she’d get bored and become more certain the small-town life was not for her. Their lovemaking had been incredible. He had never felt as close to a woman before. He knew she was the special one for him. No matter what his family said, he’d fight and do whatever was necessary to convince her to marry him.
    When he’d seen her in danger yesterday, his heart stopped for a second, then pure anger flashed through his body. That anyone would dare to hurt her brought all his senses to full alert. Once he had her in his arms, his knees went weak with relief.
    Their loving last night had been intense. Sylvia had opened herself to him and given him her all. This morning he noticed her trying to rebuild her familiar defenses. So he’d decided to give her a day to think and hopefully realize what they had together. It might be the worst idea he’d ever had, but he had to risk it. He wanted a solid, trusting relationship. Anything else wouldn’t last.
    Sam parked at his house, saddled his horse, and rode out to meet his foreman. He had work to do. He hoped it would keep his mind off of Sylvia for a little while.
     
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    Sylvia’s phone rang just before noon. “Hello.”
    “Hi, it’s Grace. I thought we might drive to Wagon